Chiave

Chiave is a 5-star character in Arknights. Chiave's class is Vanguard. Faction: Chiave's Gang.

On our Arknights tier list Chiave is C tier, 225th of the 293 characters ranked, from where 10 current tier lists put Chiave.

Chiave leans offense over survivability among Pioneer Vanguards, trading HP and DEF for higher ATK. Charge γ generates a solid burst of DP on its own, and Blazing Wire Stripper works like a lighter Sword Rain, hitting with Arts damage and cutting RES instead of stunning.

His real specialty, though, is Technical Expertise, which slashes the brutal redeploy times on the 1-star robot operators down to almost normal and buffs his own stats for each one he has out.

Pairs well with: Castle-3; Justice Knight; Lancet-2; THRM-EX.

SOL-Y: Chiave's been taking notice of that girl for a while now.

She's a Lupo, not the kind that attracts attention at first sight, but she's got a pair of sharp, twitchy ears, and they always stand up whenever she's face-to-face with him.

She's withdrawn but decently polite, seems to be a well-raised young lady, but none of that's what he's really focused on.

No, Chiave's started noticing her because she keeps coming to the garage, but she's got nothing to fix.

Not just that, but she keeps walking over to him, asking him questions about work.

She struck him as the annoying sort of amateur, the kind he'd just say a few words to get off his back.

Later, though, something made him change his mind about her: a customer came complaining to his boss about how Chiave installed vertical jets and sprayed graffiti on his car without permission while fixing it up, and filed it all under repair costs.

The girl made herself known at that point, said she thought Chiave's mods were super sick, and even footed the compensation for him.

"Huh, this chick's got some taste," was Chiave's mental comment.

One day, she shows up in front of Chiave again, this time with a fancy cake for him.

He wants to refuse her, but she says, "I'll get fat if I eat too much cake, so I may as well give the rest to you," pushing him to begrudgingly accept it.

He's surprised to find, though, that he's had this kind of cake before, and it's his favorite.

He's got a million thanks for the girl, so he decides to get her a precious gift in return, the likes of which have never been seen before.

He explains his idea his buds–Broca and Aosta–and asks them to help out.

Broca's naturally on planning and prototyping duty, and Aosta's not so convinced by Chiave's proposition, but reluctantly designs the exterior and gives input on some of the finer details, while Chiave himself handles the imagination bomb he's throwing down in the making of it all.

Finally, after working several nights straight, the three's masterpiece of blood and sweat is ready to see the light of day.

The next time the girl visits the garage, everything plays out as they envisioned.

With music playing that Broca put on in advance, Chiave (with some effort) presents her with the gift, and recites his speech: "You like it?

It's a jack I made especially for you! Even if you get fatter now, you can hoist yourself up into your car with this.

You'll never need to worry about packing on weight again.

And since then, not once has the girl been seen at the garage again.

But in the Chiave Gang's collection, there is now an unusually shaped, repainted jack, serving as an heirloom of the Chiave Gang to be forever stowed away.